I'm back with another chapter of Mom's Big Bed...Thank You for everyone who requested it. Here it is, my Mother's Day Present from me to you!
Happy Mother's Day!
FOUNTAINPEN67
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The Alarm went off and jarred mom, grandma and I wide awake. Ma and I headed out for the morning workout while my grandmother went through her series of yoga poses. The three of us then tossed down some breakfast before Mom gave me a ride to school.
On the way to school, Mom again pulled over and we swapped out. She had me get in the driver's seat and then had me head for another detour up into the canyon; her head bobbing in my lap executing a wickedly sloppy blowjob as I drove. I came five minutes into the drive and then executed a U-turn as Mom swallowed my boy-batter and rose up to check her makeup in the visor mirror. When we arrived at school we parked and as I got out of the still running car, Mom walked around and got in. She pulled me into the open window for a quick kiss saying,
"This is for luck lover! Don't say anything to blow it with Michelle. Remember tonight is the big night and I want to taste that girl's pussy juices on that cock of yours when your big date is over!"
"Don't worry Mom," I reassured her, "I got it covered!" And I did; I really did! The events of the week had all come together and jelled my confidence for me. I wasn't the same guy who'd been caught by his mother a week before jacking off in the pool and smoking her weed. No...
not by a long-shot!
The rest of the day seemed to be a testimonial supporting that fact.
I hit the school building and again people walked-up the hallway and hit my hand in what seemed like an endless stream of "Hi -Fives!" I had the glowering stare of the "holier than thou" lunch lady follow me around the cafeteria like a judgmental heat-ray (which only served to cultivate my esteem even further). I had my buddies at lunch all joking in hushed tones about what was coming tonight. I even had a wonderful hand-holding session with Michelle as soon as she walked into the lunch room (late as always), and motioned her girlfriend strap-hangers away so that I could move over and sit with her.
It wasn't as much hand-holding as it was her and me holding hands for about two seconds while we ate before her hand left mine and wandered over to my inner thigh. I mirrored her movements as we made small-talk for several minutes and she made big beautiful cow-eyes at me; wrinkling her nose as she spoke. Teenage pheromones, hormones, smells, and juices were wafting all around us it seemed. Again just like before; when my confidence flagged a little bit, BOOM
- into my head popped my inner monologue with George Clooney's confident devil-may-care voice ready to coach me!
"OK KID!" George shouted inside my skull, "What we got here... WHOAH! she's got a hand on your inner thigh... good job kid! Now don't for Chrissake get nervous... This is not the first time a chick has grabbed your thigh...
just the first time for this one.
GOT IT?" I stayed calm. Michelle spoke.
"I can't wait until tonight," she said giving my hand a squeeze, "I got so ...freaky excited last night that I got out online!" She had a little quiver in her voice that sounded all bubbly; like she'd been rolling in a basket of puppies all morning. She definitely didn't sound like the uber-cool chick I normally saw who thought everyone was so tragically lame. She was giddy. George broke into my head again and told me he'd answer for me and to just let him drive the boat for a bit as my mouth said his words with,
"Yeah, so what did you see?"
"A bunch of nasty inspirational stuff," she whispered at me biting her lip and wrinkling that nose again while her hand kneaded my thigh like a loaf of rye. Her hand slipped a little closer down my thigh towards the rest o' me, (if you get my meaning).
"Really" George in my head answered, "and what kind of nasty stuff was that?"
"MMMMnnn," she giggled, "some online stories; stories of guys and chicks doing things to each other. I read for a while, then I slipped my jeans off!" My leg got another squeeze and her hand again slid a fraction of an inch closer to "me." George gave me a nudge and I gave her thigh a squeeze too. I slid my hand down her thigh about the same distance of travel has her hand had just done. George kept talking.
"So then what did you do then Miss naughty-girl?" He said in a tone that dripped with mockery;
like she needed a good bare-assed spanking.
She pouted her lips and batted her eyes at me saying,
"Hmmm well... I seem to remember streaming a couple of videos of naked people doing all kinds of things to each other,"
"Did you?" George said as I raised my eyes pretending to be surprised and shocked.
"...and I got into my bed with my computer," she said with a naughty little puppy-whine. Her hand squeezed me again and slid a little further. So did mine along that thigh of hers.
"Oh I take it you didn't work on your homework?" George asked as I cocked one eyebrow up at her and did my best smirk.
"No, my hands were too... BUSY! (giggle
) I got all freaky nasty with myself,"
she whispered.
"Really," George said playing stupid," and
where
did you get nasty with yourself, bad-girl?"
"Right where you want to fucking slide your hand right now bad-boy! (giggle)
I want to roll you up in a fucking ball and have you for lunch and dinner right now, - lean closer!"
I did. She sniffed me and closed her eyes like she was smelling fresh bread. I'd seen Mom and my other female relatives huff in my scent like this;
she was revving herself up.
She continued with,
"You know what? I want your fucking hand up there too, along with the rest of you!" With that; her hand moved down the rest of the distance and her fingertips brushed the seam of my blue jeans. She gave my dick and balls a squeeze under the table! Without waiting for release authorization from George, I reciprocated and slid my hand down the rest of the way to the crotch seam of her jeans and pressed and groped against her puss-mound through the denim. HER EYES WENT WIDE AND HER MOUTH DROPPED OPEN! George immediately shouted in my head,
"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT KID? I DIDN'T SAY 'ENGAGE CLEARED HOT'; ABORT! ABORT! ABORT! ALL UNITS PULL BACK OFF THE TARGET!' WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT? Kid back that fucking hand out of there NOW!" I yanked my hand out of the way. A second later the bell rang for class with its loud and jarring
BBBBBBRRRRRIIINNNNNNGGGGG!
"Ok kid look, you proceeded without being told to do so and you probably frightened this one off, but there are gonna be other girls and ya got college next year... lots of girls there away from home with daddy issues who'll be happy to let you wear 'em like a sweater around your neck so don't worry an.."
George's conciliatory pep talk was interrupted as Michelle sprang to her feet. She pressed her body next to mine and kissed me hard on the lips with everybody but the janitor watching! Before she stepped off to class she gasped at me,
"Six O'clock at my house!
You got condoms?...
Oh don't worry, I've been on the pill for two years now! I just want to see you tonight.
I JUST GOTTA IAN!"
and she was gone. The rest of the day went slow for me. Too fucking slow; every minute of school seeming to hang like cookie batter to the bottom of the bowl and not NEARLY moving fast enough for me!
I walked home. My phone buzzed in my pants while I walked. It was Mom.
"I have a surprise for you sweetie!" her voice rang out.
"Mah?" I replied.
"Hi little brother! You have been SUCH A BAD BOY! You've got some explaining to do!" It was my sister Linda. I took longer and quicker steps the rest of the way home.
Back at the house I got a rather warm reception. When I pushed open the front door and tossed my book bag down, Mom Grandma and my sister Linda were waiting for me in the front den on the sofa! They all got up at once, (apparently laughing off a good joke that one of them had just told). My sister shot across the room (half hopping and half skipping like a nubile little pixie in her spanky pants, cutoff t-shirt and bare feet). She squealed and threw her arms around me saying,
"IAN! Awww little brother - I missed you so bad!" She squeezed me tight like she was going to hug the stuffing out of me; continuing with, "Mom and Grandma told me everything;
every
...
last
..
thing
,
and I think that is so cool!
WELCOME TO THIS THING OF OURS LITTLE BROTHER! Yaaaaay!!"
She hopped up and down with excitement and continued to hug and squeeze me like she was having a sugar fit! I looked at her. She hadn't changed at all. She was the same ole' "big sister Linda" who I'd grown up with; always hugging people and always excited and happy.
She also was just as pretty as ever; what with her short brown hair, her hazel eyes and high cheekbones; all set above a slender five foot four slightly curvy ballerina body that was accentuated with her smallish 34C boobs. She kissed me on the cheek and then she did something unexpected as I hugged back; she raked her tongue with its metal tongue-stud up and down my neck, causing my cock to rush with blood. I soooo wanted to feel that stud raking up and down my cock!
I turned to her, somewhat surprised. She simply smiled her little pixie smile dropped her hand down to the package in my jeans; giving my junk a good hard squeeze. Her lips swallowed mine next before I could say anything and her tongue darted deep into my mouth; attempting to give me a dental exam apparently! Mom and Grandma back at the couch howled with laughter, clapping their hands.
At first I tensed up but then I just gave in. I dropped my hands to my sister's ass clutched and at her rump cheeks. I kissed back, pushing against her tongue with my own. Her hand came up from the bulge in my jeans and underneath my shirt, groping my chest. We broke our sibling smooch and Linda stared into my eyes saying,
"Like I said, they told me EVERYTHING! I think it's so FUCKING HOT! C'mon dear little brother, I want to sit down at the couch and catch up on...
things!"
She took me by the hand and we sat on the sofa in between Mom and Grandma. We talked about me heading off to University that fall and how she was so excited she'd be going to ASU with me! She was happy that nearly all of her freshman year credits had transferred.